My Dear Son,
There’s always so much happening in your day. Alhamdulilah, you are now crawling (in your unique kinda way) at a super fast speed, climbing on things, over things, up things and down things. You are kneeling on your own, supporting yourself upright on your knees, changing positions: from sitting, to laying, to crawling, to kneeling… Over your last few ‘ordinary’ days much more has happened…
About two days ago you stood up on your own while supporting yourself on a pillow against the wall. You stood like that for about 3 seconds before falling backwards and landing in my arms, Alhamdulilah. You’re very eager to start standing up on your own. InshaAllah, we’re going to get you something to lift yourself up against soon. You’ve been testing different items in the house, looking around for something solid and high enough to support yourself against. As it is, the house is an open space for you to crawl and play, baby safe, and at the same time sunnah driven – we sit and eat on the floor. 🙂 But we forgot that you need motivation and challenge. So we’re going to get some tables and chairs.
Last night, during supper, you fell back, on your head (first time), while both your father and I were sitting right there. You missed the carpet and fell, bang, on the tiled floor. Your movements are so swift, you’re everywhere! So much so that neither your father nor I were quick enough. Shoo! It took you a second or two of big-eyed staring and then you exploded with tears. It was a hard knock but somehow I think it was my shocked reaction that had most of your tears going. Next time you fall, I’ll try applauding and see your reaction. 🙂
Alhamdulilah! 🙂 We’ve said bye-bye to separation anxiety, for good, I hope. I’ve been able to leave you playing by yourself whole week, while I salah, wash the dishes or grab something to eat. I’m not yet comfortable doing bigger chores or showering while I leave you by yourself, but Alhamdulilah, I’m extremely grateful that you can sit by yourself for short periods. Yesterday, you even turned around, leaving me behind, while you trailed after your father’s footsteps. Alhamdulilah! 🙂
You are currently your father’s biggest source of laughter. He was overtaken by laughter when you got yourself stuck behind a camping chair one evening, insisting to get to him through the chair, not understanding the logic of going around the chair. Ai, and your father just keeps saying ‘reverse! reverse!’ in fits of laughter, rather than getting up and helping you, which he did, eventually, after he was exhausted from laughter. Aah! You give me endless things to write about! Your dad says this is just the beginning of your many comedy shows to come. We’ll wait with excitement and cheers in the front row. 🙂
While we’ve happily said goodbye to separation anxiety, we have sadly welcomed back sleep deprivation 😦 You just have to sleep on the breast. Ai. The thing is though, sometimes you can’t fall asleep at the breast, but, at the same time, you don’t want to be rocked or be put to sleep any other way. What am I to do? Last night, you screamed like crazy. Alhamdulilah, your dad calmed you nicely into Dreamland. You were so nicely falling asleep without the breast for some time and now we’re back to sqaure one. So now we’re trying our version of ‘sleep training’ again – sometimes hard rock, sometimes slow rock, sometimes walking, sometimes jumping (whatever works at that moment) and thikr. Today seemed to have gone better than the last few nights, Alhamdulilah. May it get better, Ameen.
Tonight is your first night in your own room. 🙂 It feels so peaceful in your room, Alhamdulilah. Just the recitation of Al-fatiha playing. 🙂 Sweet dreams, my little angel.